But someone slipped and tipped off the cops, jobs went wrong, what's left to fight for but their life.
Who's the rat? No one, because you know what? It's was never about the job but to pretend pulling off something real nice so as to distract the cops and kill with a purpose. To live in the thrill, at the brink of life, so that they could say farewell when they die.
Now handsup, mothertrucker, 'cuz you're shoot in the arse and unable to commit suicide.
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